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He first jumped onto the roof, quickly squatted down, and pulled Yin Lan up with him. The two of them laid on the roof and slowly crawled forward. First, they observed the front yard, which was completely empty, with no one around, and no sound of breathing. Then, Tang Yin opened up the roof tiles and looked inside the house. Yin Lan immediately came closer. Until now, she did not feel that anything was amiss, and did not know why the King was acting so mysterious.
However, when she clearly saw the situation in the room, her expression immediately changed.
His daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and granddaughter were all present as well. Currently, everyone was tied up by all sorts of restrictions, and there was even a ball of cloth stuffed in their mouths as they trembled and nestled against the wall. And beside them, there were two burly black-clothed men holding sharp blades.
No one spoke. The room was completely silent. The two men in black stood there like two stone statues. They didn't move an inch. Only the blades in their hands occasionally flashed with terrifying cold light.
A thief had entered the old man's house! This was Yin Lan's first reaction, she subconsciously wanted to pull back his sword, but Tang Yin was the first one to hold her hand, and shook his head at her.
Yin Lan was puzzled, since they had already helped them before, if they were in trouble now, it would be fine if they did not know, but since they knew, they should help out.
But she did not dare disobey Tang Yin, and could only slowly put down her hand that was pulling the sword, and patiently continue watching the situation in the room.
After waiting for about half an incense stick of time, the door suddenly opened and two men in black walked in. The two of them walked up to a man in black without saying anything and just shook their heads.
The black-clothed man's face darkened. Waving his hand at the two of them, he then walked over to the old man, crouched down, and tore off the ball of cloth in his mouth.
The old man lay on the ground, breathing heavily and breathing heavily. After a while, he recovered his breath, his face full of fear. All the money in the house is in the cupboard. If you want it, just take it, we... "We won't inform the officials ?"
"Who are they?" The man in black suddenly asked.
"Huh?" The old man was stunned by this strange question.
"Who were those people who stayed at your house last night?" The man in black asked again.
"They?" The old man was startled for a moment, then said repeatedly, "They... They were all soldiers, all of them... "Good people ?"
Before the old man could finish speaking, the steel blade in the man's hand suddenly stabbed forward. With a "pfft" sound, the steel knife did not stab the old man. Instead, it stuck close to his body and pierced the chest of a village woman who was behind him. This strike pierced straight through her body.
"I want to hear the truth." The man in black said coldly. He pulled out his steel blade and shot out. A stream of blood sprayed out, covering the faces of everyone around him.
"Wuu ?" "Howl ?" Seeing the village woman being killed by the black clothed man, the three village women and the dozen or so children were both frightened and grieved. They were so scared that they kept on shouting, but their mouths could not even open.
The old man was both sad and indignant. His vision went black and he almost fainted on the spot.
Yin Lan, who was hiding on top of the roof, could see everything clearly. His body trembled as he looked at Tang Yin again, but this time, his face was filled with urgency. These black-clothed men were obviously here for them, they shouldn't have let the old man and his family be implicated.
Tang Yin frowned, his thoughts were turning, but he still stopped Yin Lan, indicating her to wait and see.
Within the room. The man in black shook the blood off his blade coldly. Then, he said to the old man who was full of tears, "If you don't speak the truth now, the next cut will not be on your daughter-in-law. It will end the lives of your grandchildren."
"What I said was the truth, they ? "They really are soldiers ?" cried the old man.
He raised his blade again, aiming for the head of a child. Just at that moment, the door opened again, and another man in black walked in from outside. He quickly walked to the man's side and whispered, "Captain!"
As he spoke, he held out a delicate silk purse to the man in black. The latter first lowered her head to look, before raising her steel blade and putting it down. Then, she stared at the black-clothed person without saying anything.
The man in black explained in a low voice, "This was found in the house they lived in."
Hearing this, the man in black's eyes lit up. He handed the steel knife to the assistant and took the money bag. After a moment he lowered his head to smell the money and whispered, "Women's things?"
He pondered for a moment, then looked at the old man. Holding the string of the money pouch, he waved it in front of his eyes and asked, "Do you know him?"
The old man shook his head dumbly. The man in black asked, "Are there any women among them?" "The old man is still shaking his head." Could it be that one of them was dressed up as a man and you didn't notice? " The old man still shook his head.
The man in black didn't ask any more questions. His eyes naturally returned to the money pouch in his hand. He casually opened it and took out a small silver ingot. After taking a glance, his hand suddenly shook, and he took out all the silver ingots from his money pouch and checked them one by one.
The surrounding men in black looked at each other, not understanding what the money meant. After a while, the man in black handed one of the silver ingots to the man in black beside him and said, "Take a look."
The man in black hurriedly took it, looked down, and took a deep breath. He subconsciously exclaimed: "Wind Man!"
The black-clothed man's eyes narrowed, slowly squatting down in front of the old man, and said: "They are not soldiers at all, but wind people. You can't even differentiate between wind people and People of Chuan Country?"
The old man's expression changed greatly as he shook his head and said, "Impossible, they can't be people of the wind. They are all wearing military uniforms and armor, and their accents are also of the Chuan Country!"
The man in black snorted coldly, turned the bottom of a silver ingot towards the old man, and said in a deep voice: "Could it be that my Central Army has been changed to silver with Feng Country?"
When the old man heard this, he was greatly shocked. He took a closer look and realized that it was true. There was a huge 'wind' character imprinted at the bottom of the silver ingot. His head buzzed like a wooden chicken, and he was unable to recover from his shock for a long time.
At this time, a black-clothed person quickly walked over and said: "Leader, could it be that the princess and Feng Zhenren ?"
The man in black raised his arm to stop him. Then, he put away the silver ingot and carefully put the pouch back into his pocket. He then said while walking out, "Kill them all. We can't leave any survivors!"
While he was speaking, he had already left the room.
"Milords. Milords, this old man really doesn't know they're people from the wind. I really don't know. My sons are all in the army. If you gentlemen don't believe me, you can go investigate. They call ?"
Before the old man could finish speaking, a black clothed man's steel blade had mercilessly stabbed into his neck. At the same time, the rest of the men in black also stepped forward. Raising their knives, they started a cold-blooded massacre of these women and children who had no way to fight back.
Yin Lan could not hold it in anymore, and stood up, planning to forcefully break open the roof and jump in to fight with the black clothed man. Tang Yin held onto her with all her might, and said in a low voice: "Let them go!"
She looked at Tang Yin with wide eyes, as if asking him why. Tang Yin said softly: "These black-clothed men should be the assassins who assassinated Xiao Xiang. It is a good thing for them to know that we are people of the wind."
The person who saved Xiao Xiang was Feng Zhenren, which also meant that Xiao Xiang was very likely to be having an affair with Feng Country. In this way, the royal families of Chuan Country would be even more suspicious of each other, and their Feng Country would also be more advantageous.
Yin Lan was also a smart person, she understood what she meant immediately. After hearing Tang Yin's words, she finally understood what he meant, but seeing the Old Master's family being slaughtered by the black-clothed man, she could not help but pull on the corner of Tang Yin's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Great King, let's go!"
Tang Yin did not have the interest to continue watching as he nodded his head and quietly went down the roof with Yin Lan. After returning to the fields right in front of the house, he took out his warhorse and made a huge detour to avoid the black-clothed assassins as much as possible before going to meet up with Ah San and the others.
Seeing the two of them return, Ah San, Ren Xiao and Chang Feng immediately went forward and asked: "Why have you been gone for so long? Did you get the money back? "
Yin Lan shook her head silently. Everyone looked puzzled. They looked at each other and asked, "What exactly happened?"
She sighed and told them everything she had just seen.
When everyone heard this, they could not help but gasp one after the other. So it turned out that assassins had always been secretly tracking their side, secretly investigating their side's identity. These assassins were not simple!
Ren Xiao said: "When the assassin finds out that we are people from the wind, he is afraid that Xiao Xiang will be suspected by the King Chuan and Imperial Court of Chuan Country. Her future days will not be good."
"That may not be so." Tang Yin said: "The main assassin may not dare to make this matter public. Once it is made public, it will be equivalent to him sending people to assassinate Xiao Xiang."
Ren Xiao nodded his head. After thinking about it, he thought that it made a lot of sense.
Tang Yin laughed: "No matter what, it will still benefit my side if there is suspicion between the People of Chuan Country s." As long as one's People of Chuan Country was unable to work together, even if one's Chuan Country was as strong as one's own, there was nothing to be afraid of.
Ren Xiao looked at Tang Yin and couldn't help but secretly sigh. Sometimes, he truly felt that Tang Yin's plans were much more terrifying than his martial arts.
After that, Tang Yin and his group traveled day and night, traversing the Bianyang County and arriving at the Feng Country and Chuan Country border. When they first came, their destination was the Black Head Mountain, and now that they were returning, they still chose the Black Head Mountain.